The place where the two men stood seemed to be a hall. In addition to the three ice doors behind them, the walls on all four sides were made of ice that was a foot thick. The walls were uneven, and a closer look revealed that they were entire exquisite reliefs of hundreds of birds.
Although there is no light source here, it is as bright as day.
In the center of this ice room, there is a long platform, also made of ice, with intricate patterns carved on the ice. On the platform lies a woman, wearing a gorgeous dress with emerald feathers, a golden phoenix crown, and her black hair spread out like satin.
Surrounding the long platform were countless human-shaped ice sculptures, all facing the woman lying on the ice platform. Some were standing, some were kneeling, and they had various postures and expressions, which were lifelike.
Gu Fuyou glanced at the ice sculpture beside her. It was a man. She found that the ice sculpture was so finely carved that even the accessories on the waist, the rings in the hands, the patterns on the clothes, and even the eyelashes above the eyes were carved out. It was so fine that it made people feel sick.
One can't help but feel that these ice sculptures are living people.
When Gu Fuyou looked at the woman again, he felt an inexplicable fear.
The woman's appearance could be described as "absolutely beautiful". There was a hint of red at the corners of her eyes, which made her look delicate and charming. Compared with Zhong Michu, she had a different type of beauty.
The woman was in a cold room, her skin was as white as jade, her face was lively, as if she was just asleep.
Gu Fuyou felt uneasy, as if a dagger was pressed against his heart, and he dared not breathe too hard.
But I don’t know where this uneasiness comes from.
She felt that her brain had become dull since entering this place, and she belatedly remembered to go out and call Zhong Mi Chushi.
When she turned around, she saw Zhong Michu, who was standing not far from her, half-kneeling on the ground with a thud.
Gu Fuyou's heart skipped a beat, and all his uneasiness burst out. He rushed over in two steps to support Zhong Michu and said, "Senior Sister Zhong, what's wrong with you?"
Zhong Michu had cold sweat on his forehead, which condensed into ice beads before it flowed down to his temples. His body was trembling, and after a long while he opened his mouth and said, "There is something..."
As she spoke, cold air came out of her mouth.
Gu Fuyou looked down and saw that Zhong Michu's legs were already frozen, and the frost was spreading on Zhong Michu's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Gu Fuyou was startled, and quickly thrust the sword embryo in his hand in front of the two people. After injecting spiritual power, the sword embryo immediately deployed a defensive formation to protect the two people.
Although this defensive formation is weak and not very powerful, it is better than nothing.
Gu Fuyou knew that he couldn't delay any longer. The sight of those ice sculptures made him feel even more horrified.
Those were originally real people. They must have strayed into this place by mistake and triggered something, causing them to freeze into ice statues.
Zhong Michu had already been hit, and the frost was gradually spreading. He was afraid that his whole body would be frozen from time to time, and he would become an ice statue like those people.
Gu Fuyou asked, "Senior Sister Zhong, have you touched anything?"
Zhong Michu shivered and gritted his teeth to say: "No..."
I hadn't touched anything before, but I was tricked without even realizing it.
Gu Fuyou also broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. He was not afraid of the enemy's ferocious face, but he was afraid that the enemy could not be seen or touched, and he had no idea what he was.
In fear, no one dared to act rashly.
Suddenly, Gu Fuyou felt a sharp pain in her leg, as if she was freezing on ice. She looked down and was shocked. Her left leg had also been frozen into ice, and the frost was spreading upwards.
Gu Fuyou took a breath of cold air and forced himself to calm down.
She came in with Zhong Michu and didn't touch anything. Instead, Zhong Michu, who had a deeper cultivation, was hit first and was completely unprepared.
Gu Fuyou said: "It's a formation."
When it is a forbidden formation, the forbidden formation will be activated under specific triggering conditions.
Zhong Michu is already in the Golden Core Stage, but he has no power to resist. I'm afraid...
Zhong Michu also thought of it. At this time, her hands and cheeks were covered with frost. She said, "I'm afraid, it's, it's an ancient formation, and it can't be broken."
"Gu Fuyou, if you stay here, you will die. You go first..."
Just cross the long platform, walk to the other side, open the door, and you can escape from this dangerous place.
Both of her legs were frozen, her spiritual energy was stagnant, and she could hardly move. She could no longer get through, but Gu Fuyou's condition was much better than hers. If she were alone, she should be able to fight and escape before her whole body was frozen.
There are thousands of forbidden formations. If Gu Fuyou doesn't know the triggering conditions, he won't know which type of formation this is.
Ancient formations have always used rare treasures as the core of the formation, and their power is enduring and extremely difficult to break. What's more, we don't know what kind of formation it is now, and it is even more impossible to think of a way to break it.
Gu Fuyou's brain was working frantically, recalling all the records of formations he had ever seen, and he felt his head throbbing with pain, as if it was on fire.
At present, there is no clue as to what kind of forbidden formation this is, and searching like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Zhong Michu said: "Gu Fuyou, let's go!"
It is extremely difficult to break the formation. If Gu Fuyou doesn't leave now, she is afraid that she will not be able to leave either.
Gu Fuyou seemed to hear nothing and her body was shivering with cold, except for her arms which felt warm. She lowered her head and saw that she had been hugging Ah Fu.
When Gu Fuyou saw Ah Fu's furry body, his eyes lit up.
There was no frost on Ah Fu's body, and he was not affected by the formation.
Why was it not affected by the formation, but how was it different from her and Zhong Michu
Gu Fuyou thought about it in his mind. There were only two points: Ah Fu was a spirit beast, different from the two of them, and another point was that Ah Fu had not opened his eyes.
When Ah Fu was just born, his eyes were not open and he could not see anything.
No! Yes, Ah Fu didn’t see anything in it!
A sudden inspiration came to Gu Fuyou, and he understood something and remembered a kind of formation.
She looked towards the center where the woman was, wishing she could have a hundred or eighty pairs of eyes, and anxiously asked in her heart, "Where is it! Where is the center of the formation!"
Suddenly there was a sound beside him. Gu Fuyou glanced over and saw Zhong Michu lying on the ground with frost spreading to the corners of her eyes. She looked decadent and her breath was getting weaker.
Gu Fuyou quickly stuffed Ah Fu to her chest, and held her in her clothes to protect her chest from the heat. At the same time, he shouted, "Senior Sister Zhong, hold on! I found the flaw. I can break this formation. Believe me, believe me. You must hold on and don't fall asleep!"
I became more and more anxious, and more and more cold sweat appeared on my forehead.
Gu Fuyou forced himself to calm down again and look for traces.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head, and Gu Fuyou's eyes shot out like cold lightning, staring at the long platform under the woman.
Gu Fuyou immediately pulled out the sword embryo, but he fell to the ground after taking a step forward. Looking down, he found that his left leg had been frozen to the knee, and his right foot was stiff and probably had begun to freeze as well.
She climbed up, supported herself with the sword embryo and jumped in front of the long ice platform. She circulated her spiritual power, raised the sword embryo and slashed it.
But after using all her strength, she only created a thin crack, and was knocked to the ground by the counterattack force.
She gasped twice, knowing that she didn't have enough spiritual power.
He gritted his teeth, pressed his hand on his shoulder, and split the wound where the blood had just coagulated, and the scarlet liquid flowed out again.
She picked up the sword embryo and rubbed her blood all over it.
People who practice cultivation use spiritual power to temper their bodies, and spiritual power is contained in their breath and blood.
Gu Fuyou knew that her spiritual power might still not be enough, she was too weak, but she was practicing Qi. If Zhong Mi first came, she could defeat him with one strike.
Gu Fuyou bit his lower lip, feeling an old sense of helplessness rising from his heart.
But now Zhong Michu can't move and is even dying.
Gu Fuyou closed his eyes and exhaled, and when he opened his eyes again his gaze was burning, without any sign of retreat.
If you can't break the eye of the formation in one go, just hit it twice. If you can't break it twice, hit it three times. Keep hitting it until it breaks!
Gu Fuyou gathered his strength, struck fiercely, and shouted, “Break it!”
She originally thought that the cut would only be a little bigger than the previous one, but unexpectedly, the spiritual light on the sword embryo surged, and when it chopped onto the long platform, there was a crack, and spider-web-like cracks formed at the impact point, quickly spreading in all directions.
In an instant, the entire ice platform collapsed and shattered into fist-sized ice cubes.
The attack broke the core of the formation, and Gu Fuyou was very surprised and stunned.
As the icy platform shattered, the woman on the platform fell to the ground as lightly as a feather, still lying there quietly with her eyes closed.
It was just that Gu Fuyou used too much force just now, and a few drops of blood from the sword embryo splashed onto her face, staining her beautiful face.
Gu Fuyou didn't care about these things. He saw a crystal clear bead in the ice that could be held in one hand, surrounded by spiritual energy. He knew that this was a rare treasure used as the eye of the formation.
She took out the handkerchief that Zhong Michu had given her earlier, wrapped it up, and held it in her arms.
He quickly jumped back to Zhong Michu's side, shouting all the way: "Senior Sister Zhong, I have broken the formation, it's okay, I'll take you out!"
Zhong Michu had closed his eyes and fell completely to the ground.
Although the formation has been broken, the impact of the freezing will not be aggravated, rather than being lifted immediately.
Gu Fuyou called Zhong Michu twice, patted her, and when she didn't respond, he pulled her up, let her lean on his shoulder, and leaned on his sword, limping and dragging her towards the opposite gate, muttering, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll take you out."
They pushed open the door opposite and walked out. It was still the same corridor with ice rocks on both sides. Gu Fuyou and Zhong Michu stumbled forward two steps, and the door behind them slammed shut again.
Gu Fuyou looked back, and with the help of the bright light in the room, he could clearly see the three characters "Ruizhu Palace" engraved on the plaque above the gate.
Gu Fuyou's own leg was also frozen. He half-carried Zhong Michu on his back, leaning on the sword embryo, stumbling all the way, and finally saw light ahead.
Gu Fuyou's eyes also lit up: "Senior Sister Zhong, come out, come out!"
Gu Fuyou put Zhong Michu down and helped her sit down slowly against the wall.
Zhong Michu still had his eyes closed, and the frost on his face had not subsided at all.
Gu Fuyou checked her breathing and it was barely noticeable.
Gu Fuyou's heart tightened, and he gently patted her cheek, a little helpless: "Zhong Michu, you, you don't die, just hold on, hold on."
Ah Fu was lying on Zhong Mi Chu's chest, shivering with coldness from Zhong Mi Chu's body.
Gu Fuyou looked up and saw blood flowing from Zhong Michu's mouth and nose.
Gu Fuyou's breathing stagnated and he subconsciously wanted to wipe it clean for her.
When he lifted his sleeves, he saw that they were covered with dirt. It turned out that he had been walking along the way and was covered in water, sand and mud, which had made his clothes dirty.
He used his hands to wipe the blood for her, but the blood didn't stop. After wiping for a while, his entire palm was stained red.
Gu Fuyou wiped his hands clean on his clothes and continued to wipe her. In the end, he was a little anxious and his hands were shaking. He thought, "Could it be that her internal organs were frostbitten..."
Finally the bleeding stopped, and Zhong Michu wiped the face clean without any blood stain.
Instead, her body was covered in red and black.
Although the bleeding had stopped, the wound was still there and the frost had not faded.
Gu Fuyou grabbed Zhong Michu's wrist and transferred spiritual power to her, but the gap between her and Zhong Michu's cultivation was huge, and after all the struggle just now, she had very little spiritual power left, it was simply a drop in the bucket.
This amount of spiritual power is not even as effective as a fire.
As this thought flashed through her mind, Gu Fuyou grabbed the sword embryo and smashed it hard on the ice rock on the ground, shattering some ice cubes. She picked up a bowl-sized piece of ice and pressed it against the wound on her shoulder.
Her wound had split open and blood was gushing out. If she didn't stop the bleeding, she would fall down. If she fell down, both of them would probably die here.
But now she had little spiritual power left and didn't dare to waste it, so she had no choice but to use this method to stop the bleeding.
The stinging pain of the frost mixed with the sharp pain of the wound. Gu Fuyou fell to the ground, curled up deeply, and cried out in a hoarse voice: "Ah, it hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" But his hands did not relax at all, and he did not throw away the ice until the blood on the wound coagulated again.
She took off her outer shirt, put it on the ground, helped Zhong Mi Chu lie down, then took off her inner shirt and wrapped Zhong Mi Chu tightly.
Wearing only underwear and shorts, he skipped out with his frozen legs dragging.
As soon as I walked out of the cave, I saw the surrounding rocks halfway up the mountain. They were charred black. Looking down, it was all black and red, without any other color at all.
Gu Fuyou looked towards the side of the mountain again, muttering, "This shouldn't be the case. I clearly saw it."
After walking for a while, I finally saw a flower tree in front of the road. There was only one flower tree in a ten-mile radius. The blue petals on the branches were like smoke and mist, blooming beautifully, like a group of purple-blue clouds.
This is a jacaranda tree. Thinking of the story about this tree, there is no living thing in the vast mountains, only this tree standing alone, which makes me feel even more desolate.
There is only one tree on the mountain. Its trunk is thick and I don’t know how many years it has grown. I would feel a little guilty about cutting it down.
Gu Fuyou clasped his hands together in front of the tree and said, "Save me, I'm sorry."
With one move, he used the sword to split the tree in half, chopped it into firewood, and carried it back to the cave.
Gu Fuyou used the last bit of his spiritual power to squeeze out the moisture from the firewood, then lit it until the fire was burning brightly.
When Gu Fuyou arrived in front of Zhong Michu, he felt a little uneasy at first. It took him a long time to reach out and feel Zhong Michu's pulse. It was still weak, but at least it was still there.
Only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing.
He leaned against the sword and sat slumped aside, too lazy to move.